A journey into creative storytelling!
Having courageously completed a whole bunch of practical chores and homework, Sergei sadly sank into a chair and sighed … “When will spring come?” he thought in confusion, looking out the window. It was already mid-March, but cold and lousy weather stubbornly held on to their positions on the street. […]
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With all my heart I wish for you a Merry Christmas!
May your beautiful wishes come true! 💖
He was the Spirit of the Night, and wherever he went, people had the most vivid and colorful dreams. 🔮
She was the Spirit of the Day, and where she flew, the air was filled with tender daydreams and visions. 🦋
Suddenly a movement appeared in the air, and a moment later, a huge grey web flew over the children. Olga, still passionately at work, did not notice anything and Elvira was frozen with fear. But Dima was not taken aback. He grabbed his sword and putting all the strength of his spirit into it, he chopped at the web…
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That night, a real storm brewed outside the windows. The large trees twisted and turned, and their branches banged and scraped menacingly as if trying to pry their way into the room. Worries and doubts were trying to sneak into their heads.
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The children woke in the middle of the night. There was a strange rustling sound coming from their desk. “Listen,” the girl whispered in dismay, “there’s someone there!” The boy listened for a moment, but the sounds had stopped – if they had ever been there …
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How many of us dreamed of being more often with our family, of paying more attention to our health, to reveal our true creative potential… How often do we think that the hustle and bustle of everyday life distract us from something vital, and sometimes we just do not have enough time to be alone with ourselves… […]
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Imagine…
You are walking along the shore of an endless, beautiful ocean. The Sun is shining from the azure sky, warmly caressing you and reflecting brilliantly from the endlessly rolling waves […]
A beautiful squirrel was sitting on the edge of a bench. In truth, though, she was not a squirrel but a real fairy from an outlandish forest. She had to pass a difficult exam on magic, and so she had come here to practice. […]
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She stood by the window, enfolded by the music of November. A cold and gloomy wind threw the fallen leaves mercilessly throughout the garden while low-hanging grey clouds threatened with rain…
